I entered an arena and saw rows and rows of lit up stalls. The crowd was diverse with people from different nationalities. In the corner was a man making bubbles enclosing objects and stacking them up to make a bubble pyramid. In the center was a huge mango tree with its branches bearing green mangoes. Below the tree was a make shift pedestal lit up with blue stars and atop it was a stage with a band playing music. The audience were all around- smoking, drinking, eating, shopping and making merry.
As I walked around, I saw stalls selling pottery, jewellery, clothes from beach wear to gowns worthy of the 'Khaleesi' aka Danerys Targeryan of Game of Thrones fame. There was a nip in the air and as I climbed the hill I could see below all the shops lit up with their knick knacks. There was a mix of smells in the air from the various food stalls in the market. The menus ranged from meatballs in Bulgaria, to German bakeries, to Thai salads, to waffles and crepes to dosa and pav Bhaji. There were make shift shops dealing with forex in the open and so were shops selling drinks from draught beer to elegant cocktails. The place was clean with a set of people constantly picking up the trash and cleaning the tables near food stalls.
I sat in the open arena under the stars on that saturday night in march listening to music, watching a bunch of youngsters entering a stall a few feet from the stage - picking up sign boards, bright colored toupees and funky accessories all in a minute and making a memory with a souvenir pic telling they were having fun at the ' Saturday Night Market' in Arpora, Goa.
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